Twilight running

I finally dragged my lazy overfed self outside, an hour before sunset on a grey and wet Boxing Day. I had a better run than I deserved and found that despite the dreary weather the temperature was mild and I could keep my feet dry despite the occasional puddle.

My boys are now travelling to France to ski with their dad, and I will have to face a couple of working days this week tomorrow and Friday.

On a happier note, I resisted the sales and simply smiled and shook my head when I saw the news clip of people actually waiting overnight to be first in the shops for the Boxing Day sales. I have either become more sensible (unlikely) or I have really have lost my shopping mojo.

Happy Holidays!